Martin Variety in American Comics

Chapter 27 The compromise is the ideal path of ideal

"Help me block Batman, otherwise I can't give it to you if I say good money."

Old Manarian was afraid of the temporary hexagrams of the killer crocodile, reminding the two of them to the transactions.

puff!

A large stock of water vapor was sprayed in the nose of the killer crocodile, and he was very uncomfortable to point his own old Mano.

But in the portrayal of money, he still endured, stretched his fingers to point Batman, and pointed to the old Manari, whispered, "Batman, not enough, money!"

Damn beast!

Although Old Manarian was dissatisfied with the killing of the crocodile, he did not choose at this time.

Anyway, money is more important than life.

"Don't embarrass, no one can go."

Martin raised his hand to throw two bat darts to the killer crocodile, and rushed towards him.

"Small gadgets!"

The killer crocodile raised his hand and grabbed the bat dart shot into the eyes, and pulled a stiff smile on the face covered by scales.

He heard the sound of snoring.

What?

The killer crocodile still wanted to see his palm in a second, but watching Heiying flashed in front of him.

His single -threaded brain abandoned the last idea in an instant, staring at Batman tightly.

Why can't my hands open?

The killer waved his hands strangely, but he couldn't get his fingers.

While the killer crocodile, Martin crossed him, shot a hook -claw gun, wrapped the old Manaro's legs, and pulled it back to pour him on the roadside lamp pillars.

"Bat, go to death!"

The sound of the killer crocodile sounded, and Martin escaped the sweeping arm.

At the moment of landing, holding himself with both hands, instantly popped out of more than ten meters, pulling away the distance between the killer crocodile.

"What did you do to me?"

The killer waved his arms irritably, but how could he not be able to open his hands, became more and more angry, and even talked a lot.

"Nothing, just add a strong glue in the bat dart. Don't worry, it won't take long for these glue to be invalid, it's just half a month!"

Martin's voice sounded lightly, but it aroused the murderous anger.

"Half a month? Damn bat. You can let me eat with my hands for half a month."

"Unforgettable-"

"No -can — the original -forgive--"

The killer crocodile not only roared, but ran away in his legs, like a moving human -shaped tank, hitting Martin.

Martin moved his footsteps. Like Spain's bulldoms, he easily escaped the anger's killer crocodile impact.

"You have to blame yourself, so you don't need to hide the dart dart. Who can blame him?" Who can blame? "

"Shut up, I want to swallow every piece of flesh and blood, chew every bone of you, then ..."

"Yes, yes!"

Martin applauded gently and praised: "I didn't expect you to have so many high -level vocabulary.

"roar--"

Killer hates others to mention his IQ most, because these are the truth.

He opened his mouth, revealing a sharp sharp teeth, and waved his fist sticking to the Batman in his eyes.

Martin jumped, escaped the fist of the killer crocodile, grabbed his arm, and entangled the upper body of the crocodile like a snake.

"Roll away, roll away ..."

The killer has lost his wisdom, jumped up madly, and wanted to get rid of Batman on his body.

Martin wrapped him up, charging his gloves with both hands.

Then, bang!

The beating arc glove was smashed on the killer crocodile head.

The guy covering the scales shook his head, continued to jump up and down, and jumped.

"This guy's head is too hard!"

Martin helplessly complained, and waved his charged gloves again and smashed the head of the killer crocodile.

Two times ...

The dark blue scales of the killer crocodile were dull by electricity, and his head began to smoke.

Just like someone else, who was attacked by such a long time, he had been running, and he couldn't care about Martin at all.

But the killer crocodile is obviously on the top. Even if the head is recessed, the dead mouth does not care about it.

Why is this guy more power more energy?

Martin was helpless. Seeing that the bastard in the camp was bombed by the bat fighter, and nothing left was still standing on the ground. He was ruthless in his heart.

"Uh, uh, uh ..."

Without the protection of dark blue scales, the body and ordinary people of the killer crocodile were generally fragile. They were swept by the current and fell to the ground with twitching.

Finally solved this big guy.

Martin tried to shake off the nausea and impurities on the gloves. These were brought out of the killer's crocodile, but they were all grilled and dried by the arc, attached to the surface of the glove, and could not throw it down at all.

"Fortunately, these things will disappear tomorrow, don't have to wash."

Martin once thought about whether to use money to directly hit these villains on his own.

After all, in addition to crazy and gangsters such as the clown and the penguin people who have been hung up, the other super villains are just ordinary people who have been forced to be on the way. As long as they give money, they can settle most criminals.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Anyway, for large companies like Wayne Group, as long as the problem that can be solved is not a problem.

But Martin thought about it, and felt that this could not be done by him.

Gotham has fallen into chaos, and those who fight alone do not know where to run.

These people are not the guest room service that can be called.

It is impossible for Martin to throw away those gangsters, to find them one by one, and then take care of them.

What is your identity tomorrow, Martin is not clear. But he knows that he must not be Batman.

"Night Wing!"

Martin waved his hand towards the bat fighter in the sky: "I want you to find the guys who ran out of the Akam Madman and the Black Gate Prison to recruit them to do things for us."

Yeyi's answer is simple and direct: "Are you crazy?"

"I'm awake, those guys are just a group of headless flies. In addition to money in my eyes, money is money."

Martin said with a successful bamboo, "If there are only some banknotes to solve these troubles, this is worth it."

The night wing feels very uncomfortable: "They are criminals."

Martin's idea of ​​corrected Yeyi said: "Of course they are criminals and are unstable. From a personal point of view, it is of course unfair to buy a group of criminals with money.

But we want Gotham to restore a relatively stable order as soon as possible. If this means to absorb some past enemies, we must do it. "

"The B version of Batman will not do this." Ye Yi hesitated, and subconsciously pulled Bruce as a shield.

"Ha! It seems that you don't know your adoptive father. He will compromise than you think, otherwise the Farne and the Manaro family will not survive to the present."

Martin said to Yeyi: "Do what I said, bring Alfred to ensure that there will be no problems."

"I will do what you say."

The sound of the night wing was low.

Martin knew that the night wing didn't understand him at all, but he didn't say anything, anyway, there was Alfred to escort.

"Batman, we have trouble!"

The voice of the oxicity inserted into the communication channel: "Your movement is too great, and the double -sided people and black masks seem to have signs of union. They are rushing to the Bingfeng Hotel."

"They give me."

Gotham people now know that Bruce Wayne is not Batman.

Forcing, Martin directly blown the Bingfeng Hotel.

"Where's the whereabouts of Bruce?"

"The Akham Cavaliers hid very well, I knew nothing. However, according to the accounts provided by Canti, I found a lot of factories, which are producing and transporting weapons."

Martin nodded: "Be careful, the deity. The Akham Cavaliers will not kill Bruce, but in order to torture, he will definitely start with you."

"You don't have to worry about me, I am moving to the Wenen Building."

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